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NIGHT WATCHMAN (to mic, mock-host energy):
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Late Night at the Toy Museum.

Tonight’s top story: New Year’s Eve is the day after tomorrow, which means the museum is preparing the traditional celebration of “fresh starts”… by using the same extension cords from 1997.

And speaking of 1997—remember when our biggest problem was keeping a Tamagotchi alive?
Now I can’t even keep my phone alive without carrying a charger like it’s a life-support system.

But enough about me—let’s talk about the real drama.
No beeping no dramatic monologues no existential crisis from a pocket size objects oh what do we have here he has arrived
Tonight’s featured guest is a toy that goes down, comes back up, and somehow still looks smug about it.

Now back in the Metropolitan Museum of Toys and Childhood Artifacts, the corridors are quieter than usual. Not because the toys are asleep—no, they’ve never been less asleep than the week between Christmas and New Year’s—but because everyone is waiting.

NARRATOR (cont.):
Tomorrow night, this museum celebrates New Year’s Eve. Tonight is the last night before the countdown begins… and the night watchman makes his rounds with the steady patience of a man who has survived dolls, robots, and electronic creatures.

NIGHT WATCHMAN (EBENEZER):
All right, Mr. Museum. One more quiet night. That’s all I ask.
(beat)
No beeping. No dramatic monologues. No existential crises from pocket-sized objects.

NIGHT WATCHMAN (cont.):
…Oh.

NARRATOR:
He has arrived at the Classics & Skill Toys case. Marbles. Jacks. A paddle ball that looks like it has seen war. And in the center, on a small velvet stand, a simple circle of plastic with a string—resting like a relic.

NIGHT WATCHMAN:
Don’t.

YO-YO (smooth, slightly theatrical):
I was not doing anything… until you accused me of doing something.

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